Another Saturday Night at the Volcano (last part)

After the excitement with Keaton and the dude who decided to play fight the bouncer, Carter and his friends drank up at last call and left me to order a last beer from Dani. The Germans had all seemed nice, although the attack dog you had to say ‘Sie’ to was kinda creepy. After the … Continue reading Another Saturday Night at the Volcano (last part) →

Now I’m Back (I mean it this time)

Ok, so maybe I lied and I wasn’t back. But now I am. It’s not that my tailbone was still bothering me so much that I couldn’t sit, but, well, you get out the habit of doing something and it gets hard to get back into the habit. Turns out that’s super true about blogs. … Continue reading Now I’m Back (I mean it this time) →